We have been broken
by not early on
finding a wife,
one that was a trick or two.
Tag: reflection
Creases and Folds – Written Monday 19th May 2025 (Aged 50)
Everything becomes old.
Time itself
has upon its being
creases and folds.
Sun Shines Down – Written May 2025 (Aged 50)
Woke up early,
out on the road,
sun shines
as I snake my way up the hills.
Woken Up – Written Wednesday 23rd April 2025 (Aged 50)
I feel like I’ve woken up —
finally seen what I could not see.
These last few months
have taken strips away from me.
Liberation – Written April 2025 (Aged 50)
Liberation — arrives for now,
with strong arms to lift off those heavy clouds,
those dark clouds of miserable greys.
Covered in Stains – Written Tuesday 1st April 2025 (Aged 50)
Your morality is covered in stains.
Your ethics have lost their grain.
And your addiction is in pain.
Valued – Written Tuesday 1st April 2025 (Aged 50)
Knowing that you have no place
adds a particular sadness,
a tiresome journey plan to your face…
Never Ending Parade – Written Monday 31st March 2025 (Aged 50)
The never-ending parade that marches through a street
Feels like the friends that I no longer meet
Empire Crumbles – Written Wednesday 19th February 2025 (Aged 49)
Everything is economic:
the fall of empires,
Age Related – Written February 2025 (Aged 49)
“I learn that, like so many of us, we are irregular shapes — but somehow have to make our way forwards.”
